A growth story written in classical Chinese

1. Bai Huawen's Growth Story Composition

Growth Story "The clock is ticking, and I know that my life is flowing at that time."

As time passes by, our bodies become more and more mature and our wisdom becomes more and more intelligent. Every episode in life adds up to our growth process.

To savor what we have passed away and what is passing away is to savor our life. The stories that happen around us are the stories of growth in our lives. Our lives are full of sunshine of progress.

The stories of growing up are like stars in the sky, and some of them flow into the distance like the water of the Yellow River, but one thing is deeply imprinted in my mind. Open the door to memory and recall that event.

One autumn when I was 13 years old. One day, I got up early because today is my birthday! After breakfast, we went to school.

On the way to school, some people who knew me asked: "Why are you so happy today? Have you eaten pistachios?" I replied: "No, just The weather is nice today, and I am naturally in a good mood!" When I got to school, I finished my morning reading happily. After class, the classmates all came over and said to me: "Happy birthday!" I was so happy! They even gave me a gift! The day passed in my happy mood.

When I got home, I accidentally saw a cake on the table. Before I could ask, grandma grabbed the words and said, "Look, your dad even bought you a cake for your birthday."

So excited! Dad even prepared a cake for me. In the evening, our family got together and held a birthday party for me. The cake with candles was placed on the table. The dim candlelight allowed me to see the wisps of silver on my parents’ heads.

My parents are old, how much effort they have put into me. I used to be willful, but now I finally understand my parents’ love. From now on, I will never make my parents angry.

"Tingting, it's time to make a wish." My mother's words brought me back to reality.

With tears in my eyes, I made a wish (I won’t tell you this wish for now, keep it a secret!) After that, I blew out the candles and started cutting the cake. Time flies so fast, the clock has pointed to 10 o'clock, and we have to clear the table.

After clearing the table, I reluctantly went to bed. In life, auspicious words such as "everything goes well" and "smooth sailing" are not impossible to achieve, but are symbols of people's desire for a better life.

Life is not always smooth sailing, and those who cannot withstand hardship will not reach the end of success. As we grow older and taller, troubles arise unexpectedly.

They form gangs and come together to disrupt our lives. We are now middle school students, and the subjects are increasing with the need for knowledge, and homework is also busy to join in the fun.

The homework that needs to be done is like an invisible mountain pressing down on us, especially when the exam is coming, I am afraid that others will fall behind on the homework, so I study hard. The next day they all went to school with dark circles under their eyes. The whole class was almost like a rare animal sanctuary, and every classmate was almost like a national treasure.

Alas, when will the homework be reduced? I am looking forward to it. Life is full of sunshine, full of flavors like the five-flavor bottle. Life is also full of hardships and trials. Let us move forward bravely and complete the journey of life with the colorful life stories. 2. Fifty short essays on growth stories

I don’t know when I started to have something on my mind. My thin notepad had a small lock, and I became more cautious when speaking and doing things. I have lost some of the innocence and impulsiveness of the past, and I have learned how to be careful when dealing with others.

I wonder if as people grow older, they have to bear more and more pressure, and things cannot be as simple and smooth as they were when they were young.

As we grow older, we no longer indulge in the games of the past.

Playing house when we were young has long been a stranger to us. The flirting we had when we were children will not change in a hundred years, and it has long become a joke to us. Now we never dare to make any promises to others casually, and everything in the past has long become history. When you look back suddenly, you realize that all this has already gone away from you.

Yesterday I had an quarrel with Yue over a small matter. Today I still maintain a "distance" when I meet Yue. I know that if I have a falling out with Yue, I can't be like when I was a child. I had a falling out this morning and still remain in the afternoon. You can hold hands and play together. As we grow older, we no longer are childish and innocent, but gradually mature and grow up. Self-esteem is also increasing day by day. Sometimes when you make a mistake, no matter whose fault it is, you won't apologize to anyone easily. If you have a falling out, it will be difficult to play freely as before. Instead, there will be an added awkwardness between each other. As time goes by, there will be an additional layer of separation. "Time can dilute everything?" But can it dilute the conflicts between Yue and I?

After bidding farewell to Ming in tears today, Ming boarded the train going north, and we have been separated by a world since then. The so-called saying "It's hard to see each other, and it's hard to say goodbye" is on the occasion of this farewell. It is vividly reflected that it is precisely because of the pain of separation that we cherish the togetherness we have now.

As we grow up, we have our own ideals and pursuits. No one will stay too long for an unnecessary station. It is precisely because of our pursuit that no matter how good we are in the past, Friends are now separated. The good ones may become better in the future, but the bad ones may become strangers when we see each other in the future.

In the last monthly exam, Jun won the title of first in the class, his vanity was extremely inflated, and his popularity was "an instant success", while Cheng "won" the title of the last in the class. "Championship", with such results, Cheng didn't shed tears, because he understood that men don't shed tears lightly, and if they want to shed tears, they can only be shed in the heart. As a result, Cheng was demented in class for several days.

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Growth is like this, there is laughter and crying, joys and sorrows and separation. In the passing years, we have gained and lost too much. Every smile of victory and every cry of grievance have made us understand a lot. In the days when we get together with friends, we learn to be patient, when we are sad and shed tears, we learn to get up, and when we achieve results, we learn to be humble. `````

Behind everyone's growth, there is a story of their own. It is a story written with smiles, tears, success and failure as a score.

When I was a child, I was innocent. We also made a lot of jokes. Thinking about it now, the memory is still fresh.

My parents are very busy at work, so I went to kindergarten at the age of two and a half. At that time, Teacher Hou was in class, but I couldn't listen yet. One day, the children were painting, and I was rocking the chair below. The chair swayed and fell over, and I knocked on the corner of the table. My teeth cut a hole in my tongue, and the skin on my lips was scratched, and bright red blood flowed out. There was no way to apply medicine or bandage, so I had to endure it. I didn't shed a single tear. The next day, my mouth was swollen like a pig's mouth, so I went to kindergarten as usual.

As soon as I learned to speak, my mother told me to speak when I see people I know. Women who are about the same age as my mother are called "aunties", and women who are about the same age as my grandma are called "grandma"... Another day, the kindergarten was over, and I went to the school where my grandma worked. The teachers gathered around and asked me what I would call them. I opened my eyes wide and saw that some were called "aunt" and some were called "grandma". Teacher Ren came over and asked me what I wanted to call her. I looked at her for a long time and found that she was older than my mother and younger than my grandma. I improvised a name for her, "Grandma". When I called "Grandma", everyone present laughed. To this day I still call her "Grandma".

When I was in first grade, I started learning computers from my grandma. I learned to input Chinese characters, use Word to organize pages, and use Excel to edit various forms. I can also use Word to make a simple electronic tabloid! My greatest pleasure is browsing the Internet.

I applied for a free online e-mail and the "Online Composition Textbook for Primary School Students", and there are already dozens of my "masterpieces" in the composition text. Recently, the "Changes" I wrote has been published on the "Online Composition for Primary School Students" website.

One day after school before the summer vacation this year, I was searching for information on the Internet in the computer room of the school. The English teacher (my master, he taught my father, so I call him this) asked me to find middle grade English exercises for him. I quickly searched it using "Baidu". When you open it, you will see that it is a compressed file. First download it to the E drive. After the download is completed, find it and unzip it. The master looked at the topic and said, "Linlin, that's it. Arrange the pages and print them out with a printer." I did as the master said. The teachers who were watching looked at it and said, "This little thing is better than us!" I heard the teachers' praise and I was very proud. But I will never be proud and will continue to work hard.

Childhood is beautiful, splendid and colorful. These things are great memories for me.

3. Write about your study experience in classical Chinese

Send a preface to Ma Sheng in Dongyang

Original text: I was addicted to learning when I was young. My family was poor and I had no way to read books, so I borrowed them from the book collection. At home, I wrote down the notes by hand, counting the days before returning. It was very cold, the inkstone was hard, and my fingers could not be flexed or stretched, so I could not be lazy. After recording, I went to see him off, not daring to go past the appointment. So many people took the time off to write, and I was so worried. After reading all the books, I admired the teachings of sages and sages. I also worried that there were no famous teachers and famous people, so I went hundreds of miles away from my hometown to study the scriptures and ask questions. The first master was Delong Wangzun, and his disciples filled it in In the room, I didn't even say a word. I stood on the left and right, leaning over to ask questions and ask questions; or when he was yelling at me, my expression became more respectful and courteous, and I didn't dare to say a word; I waited until he was happy. , then ask Yan again. Therefore, although I am stupid, I have learned something. When I was a disciple, I carried a sack and dragged my clothes while walking in the deep mountains and huge valleys. There was a strong wind in the winter, the snow was several feet deep, and the skin of my feet was chapped, but I didn't know where to leave. The four limbs were stiff and could not be moved. The nun held the soup and fertilized it, and covered it with quilts. Over time, there was harmony. Living in the adverse journey, the owner did not eat again every day, and did not enjoy the taste of fresh fat. All the people living in the same room were embroidered with silk and wore Zhuying treasures. He wears a hat, a white jade ring around his waist, a sword on his left, and a sword on his right. He looks like a god; the rest of his clothes are in a silk robe, with no intention of admiration. Those who have enough pleasure in it don't know if they can be worshiped verbally or not. If you are a human being, you have to work hard and endure hardships. 4. Composition: The story of growing up

When I was a child, I was innocent and made a lot of jokes. Now that I think about it, I still have fresh memories. My parents were very busy at work, so I started kindergarten class when I was two and a half years old. At that time, Teacher Hou was in class, and I didn’t know how to listen. One day, the children were all drawing, and I was rocking the chair below to play. I fell down and hit the corner of the table. My teeth made a hole in my tongue. The skin on my lips was scratched and bright red blood flowed out. I couldn't apply medicine or bandage, so I had to endure it. I didn't lose a drop. Tears. The next day, my mouth was swollen like a pig's mouth, and I went to kindergarten as usual. As soon as I learned to speak, my mother told me to talk to people I met. Women who were about the same age as my mother were called "aunties", like grandma. Those who are about the same age are called "grandma"... Another day, after school in kindergarten, I went to the school where my grandma worked. The teachers gathered around and asked me what I called them. I opened my eyes wide and saw that some of them were called "grandma". "Auntie" is sometimes called "grandma". Teacher Ren came over and asked me what I wanted to call her. I looked at her for a long time and found that she was older than my mother and younger than grandma. I temporarily invented a name for her, "grandma". When she was called "Grandma", everyone present laughed. I still call her "Grandma" to this day. When I was in the first grade, I started learning computers from my grandma. I learned to input Chinese characters, use Word to organize pages, and use Excel to edit. Various forms, I can also use Word to make a simple electronic tabloid! My greatest pleasure is browsing the Internet. I applied for free online e-mail and the "Online Composition Book for Primary School Students". There are already dozens of my "masterpieces" in the composition book. Recently, the "Changes" I wrote have been published in the "Primary School Students Online Composition Book". The "Online Composition" website was published. One day after school before the summer vacation this year, I was searching for information on the Internet in the computer room of the school. The English teacher (my senior teacher, he taught my father, so I called him this) asked me to find middle grade students for him. English practice questions. I quickly searched for them using "Baidu". When I opened it, I saw that it was a compressed file. First download it to the E drive. After the download was completed, find it and unzip it. The master looked at the questions and said: "Lin Lin, that's it. Arrange the pages and print them out with the printer." I did as the master said. The teachers who were watching looked at it and said, "This little thing is better than us." I heard the teachers say! Approval, very proud. But I am by no means proud and must continue to work hard. Childhood is beautiful, brilliant and colorful. These things are wonderful memories for me. 5. An essay titled "Growth Story"

The clock is ticking, and I know that my life is flowing at that time. "Time passes minute by minute, making us more and more mature bodies and smarter wisdom. Every fragment of life adds up to the process of our growth. Savoring what we have passed away and what is passing away is taste. Our lives. The stories that happen around us are the stories of our growth. Our lives are full of sunshine.

The stories of growing up are like stars in the sky, and some of them flow into the distance like the water of the Yellow River, but one thing is deeply imprinted in my mind.

Open the door of memory and recall that incident. One autumn day when I was 13 years old. One day, I got up early because today is my birthday! After breakfast, we went to school. On the way to school, some people who knew me asked: "Why are you so happy today? Have you eaten pistachios?" I replied: "No, it's just that the weather is nice today, so I am naturally in a good mood!" When I arrived at school , finished my morning reading happily. After class, the classmates all came over and said to me: "Happy birthday!" I was so happy! They even gave me a gift! The day passed in my happy mood. When I got home, I accidentally saw a cake on the table. Before I could ask, grandma grabbed the words and said, "Look, your dad even bought you a cake for your birthday." So excited! Dad even prepared a cake for me. In the evening, our family got together and held a birthday party for me. The cake with candles was placed on the table. The dim candlelight allowed me to see the wisps of silver on my parents’ heads. My parents are old, how much effort they have put into me. I used to be willful, but now I finally understand my parents’ love. From now on, I will never make my parents angry. "Tingting, it's time to make a wish." My mother's words brought me back to reality. With tears in my eyes, I made a wish (I won’t tell you this wish for now, keep it a secret!) After that, I blew out the candles and started cutting the cake. Time flies so fast, the clock has pointed to 10 o'clock, and we have to clear the table. After clearing the table, I reluctantly went to bed. In life, auspicious words such as "everything goes well" and "smooth sailing" are not impossible to achieve, but are symbols of people's desire for a better life. Life is not smooth sailing, and those who cannot withstand the test will not reach the end of success.

As we grow older and taller, troubles arise unexpectedly. They form gangs and come together to disrupt our lives.

We are now middle school students, and the subjects are increasing with the need for knowledge, and homework is also busy to join in the fun. The homework that needs to be done is like an invisible mountain pressing down on us, especially when the exam is coming. I am afraid that others will fall behind on the homework, so I study hard. The next day they all went to school with dark circles under their eyes. The whole class was almost like a rare animal sanctuary, and every classmate was almost like a national treasure. Alas, when will the homework be reduced? I'm looking forward to it, looking forward to it.

Life is full of sunshine, full of flavors like five-flavor bottles, life is also full of hardships and trials, let us move forward bravely with the colorful life stories, Complete the journey of life.